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MatthewHarris

Husband feebly tried to smite (figuratively)... appetite appeasing verboten fruit

Preface preceding promiscuous philandering peccadillos undermining energy and time not spent with missus and mother of our precious progeny, whereby, yours truly sought, (somewhat assertively, modestly, and zestfully) to elicit – illicit prurient heterosexual predilections before dark shadow of guilt crept along edge of consciousness straining outer limits of twilight erogenous zone and now cringe when perusing, reading, traversing... outdated erotic emails I wrote, a random example plucked out among vile archives.

Herewith his highness presents today May 13th, 2021 -----> written... dog knows how many years ago.

Hence with spring coiling the aire

meant frisky moist tender vittles everywhere.

For better or worse,

she ne'er done gone spoilt amorousness

when the siren of Aphrodite did call

thy wife encrypted an algorithm

within ethereal realm of cyberspace

and figuratively seer sucker punched

smack dab, where spite spilt a fall

hen opportunity when electronic

flickering hinted juiced the merest trace

lock, stock and barrel prospect

gunned down married chap – with gall

struck up report with veritable gal

whose convened via website Topface

a heavy sensation arose within pit

of mine stomach akin to a bowling ball

which sinking spate found me to curse

the fickle finger of fate – to brace

myself against forgoing

what felt like puppy love,

thus pet a file did maul

invisibly with thwack of disappointment

toward a young gal I did NOT chase

whose repeated texting after this

many salient idiosyncrasies out kraal

and if further progression between myself

and this veritable unseen face

there would be hell to pay,

cuz this husband fell prey

to illicit liaisons deux in all

that thee missus when discovered

visa vis threatened to annihilate amazing grace

this papa attests toward his two –

then near grown – now independent

darling daughters prone

to drawl out and/or hiss icy critiques,

and if successful spouse would get both girls to place

their doting papa on par with lowliest life forms,

or mold thick on a damp wall

adrip with guilty regretful ramifications

per consummated infidelities,

which transpired in an attempt

to erase unyielding turmoil from love's labor lost

regarding remembrance of things past – a pall

cast a dark shadow

since severe prepubescent paroxysm o’er abysmal place

where this then stripling of slight boy

still wracked by a self generated squall

a ferocious tempest etched indelibly

analogous to ode on a Grecian vase,

whence loss of untested interpersonal

sea legs in a bygone existence

I did stall now clamors vociferously

treading with boots on mien kampf ground for lace

of psychotic arsenic to be expunged

that didst wall my natural adolescent self

to gather rose buds, where pestilential mace

undermined essential sexuality ego boost,

and contrariwise cast upon atoll

a self crafted rocky Robben Island shoal,

until dying day no peace at home base.